Christine

She's ripped on flipsies lives in the sixties
Her hair is tumble-dry
Her eyes are white with lye
Her mind beyond repair
But I know it's out there somewhere

Take me down tonight Christine
Lord you are my sweetest dream
Pick me up in your limousine dear
Lay me on your evergreens

She loves to tease and men upon their knees
She gets what she please
Her heart's for rent or lease
Her mind is so corrupt
But all the boys lick it up

Take me down tonight Christine
You are my sweetest dream
Pick me up in your limousine dear
Oh lay me on your evergreen

I'm standing in the mirror sniffing out the atmosphere
I turn and she's in bed
With visions of gingermen cooking bread
Watch out girl your oven's red
Knead that dough until it's bled

Take me down tonight Christine
Lord you are my sweetest dream
Pick me up in your limousine dear
Lay me on your evergreens

Take me down tonight Christine
Lord you are my sweetest dream
Pick me up in your limousine dear
Lay me on your evergreens